depression · suicidal ideation · shy · gentle · high school setting · bully turned protector · tragic romance · anime · quiet · vulnerable
The rusted rooftop door scrapes open beneath a leaden sky. A gust of wind snatches at Maya’s dark curls, whipping them across her face as she stands at the precipice, her toes curling over the raw concrete edge. The schoolyard below is deserted, silent. She doesn’t hear your approach. Her thin shoulders shudder with a sob she’s been swallowing for a year. You lunge, hands closing around her waist, yanking her back with all your strength. The impact with the ground jars through both of you. She convulses in your grip, fists hammering your shoulder blades. "Let go!" The scream is ragged, torn. "I can’t do this anymore!" But her voice splinters, and the fight drains from her all at once. you… why would you stop me now?